I hate animal abusers.
Oh, almost forgot to tell you guys. I found myself about to straight up punch some little kids today. Well, I say little kids they were probably like around thirteen or fourteen-ish. It took everything in me not to get out of the car and whoop their asses. Okay, story.
I was coming home from dropping Sarah off from work, and I passed up some boys on the side of the road. I noticed they were throwing sticks at a dog that was in a field. I watched for a second to see if the dog was attacking and it wasn't. Then I saw them crouch down and call the dog to them, it came, and they hit it with a stick. I swerved into the turning lane, probably pissed this guy off but who cares, and made a u-turn. I pulled on to the shoulder of the road and rolled down the window and hollered "Why are you beating that dog, is he yours?" The bigger, and I assume older of the two boys turned and asked "Is it your dog?" I said "No." and he says "Then why do you care, what's it to you?" I was soooooo PISSED at this point. I held my tongue, however, and I'm proud of myself. "It matters because it is a dog, and it has feelings and deserves to be treated better than this. Plus there are laws against this." I then threatened to call the cops when he picked up a rock to throw at the dog. They finally started walking off and I sat on the shoulder and watched them leave. The dog then walked through the field and down a street in the opposite direction. He had a collar on (but no tags) so I assume he lived down the street somewhere. He was just a puppy, a rottie mix by the look of it. He was so friendly that even though the boys were throwing sticks at him, when they called he would still come back for more.
I hate animal abusers, well I hate all abusers, but animal abuse really gets to me. I can't even watch animal cops with out getting pissed, upset, and then sick to my stomach. And this also reminds me. Remember the cat my mom adopted, I think I talked about her before. She has three legs and had a tumor removed. Well my mom took her to the vet to get her stitches removed and my mom asked if they had gotten the lab results back on the tumor they removed. The vet looked at her like she was crazy. The animal shelter lied. There was never any tumor, and the cat did not have an old car injury to her leg. When the cat was brought into the vet it was because somebody had kicked the cat so hard that her kidney protruded out of her side, (I'm not exactly sure how, I didn't want details.) and who ever did it also completely crushed her leg. How can you kick an animal that hard. I mean, I know cats can be annoying sometimes, hell there are times I tell my cats I could just squish their little heads in, but I know I never could. They know I never could. I could never hurt any animal, annoying or not. When my mom told me what the vet had said it just made me so sick to my stomach. I really think people who do things like this to animals should have the same done to them. And the part that makes me feel even worse is that the cat is the sweetest cat. She constantly craves attention and is always loving on you. How can she act this way towards humans when someone treated her the way they did. Animals are so loving and so forgiving. They love unconditionally, how can you do that.
Okay, I could go on all day. This is a very sensitive subject for me, and I get so worked up when I talk about it. I am actually in tears now just talking about it.
I was coming home from dropping Sarah off from work, and I passed up some boys on the side of the road. I noticed they were throwing sticks at a dog that was in a field. I watched for a second to see if the dog was attacking and it wasn't. Then I saw them crouch down and call the dog to them, it came, and they hit it with a stick. I swerved into the turning lane, probably pissed this guy off but who cares, and made a u-turn. I pulled on to the shoulder of the road and rolled down the window and hollered "Why are you beating that dog, is he yours?" The bigger, and I assume older of the two boys turned and asked "Is it your dog?" I said "No." and he says "Then why do you care, what's it to you?" I was soooooo PISSED at this point. I held my tongue, however, and I'm proud of myself. "It matters because it is a dog, and it has feelings and deserves to be treated better than this. Plus there are laws against this." I then threatened to call the cops when he picked up a rock to throw at the dog. They finally started walking off and I sat on the shoulder and watched them leave. The dog then walked through the field and down a street in the opposite direction. He had a collar on (but no tags) so I assume he lived down the street somewhere. He was just a puppy, a rottie mix by the look of it. He was so friendly that even though the boys were throwing sticks at him, when they called he would still come back for more.
I hate animal abusers, well I hate all abusers, but animal abuse really gets to me. I can't even watch animal cops with out getting pissed, upset, and then sick to my stomach. And this also reminds me. Remember the cat my mom adopted, I think I talked about her before. She has three legs and had a tumor removed. Well my mom took her to the vet to get her stitches removed and my mom asked if they had gotten the lab results back on the tumor they removed. The vet looked at her like she was crazy. The animal shelter lied. There was never any tumor, and the cat did not have an old car injury to her leg. When the cat was brought into the vet it was because somebody had kicked the cat so hard that her kidney protruded out of her side, (I'm not exactly sure how, I didn't want details.) and who ever did it also completely crushed her leg. How can you kick an animal that hard. I mean, I know cats can be annoying sometimes, hell there are times I tell my cats I could just squish their little heads in, but I know I never could. They know I never could. I could never hurt any animal, annoying or not. When my mom told me what the vet had said it just made me so sick to my stomach. I really think people who do things like this to animals should have the same done to them. And the part that makes me feel even worse is that the cat is the sweetest cat. She constantly craves attention and is always loving on you. How can she act this way towards humans when someone treated her the way they did. Animals are so loving and so forgiving. They love unconditionally, how can you do that.
Okay, I could go on all day. This is a very sensitive subject for me, and I get so worked up when I talk about it. I am actually in tears now just talking about it.